every time I follow another writer and they follow back after i interact I wither a little inside because it makes me realize that i am perceived. outside of my little bubble. I also wonder.. what do they think when they see me.
do they look at my profile and go “oh another writer :)” or do they recognize me from interacting with a shared mutual? Makes me so scared cause I always wonder. What do they think of me. What did they think of me before that? During all of those small moments where our paths crossed. I can only hope I left a positive impression.
I just want to be seen as a positive and nice person. I want to be good. I know I can’t control what people think of me, but I’d like to think people don’t assume the worst of me, you know?
zeus is so bold commenting on poseidon having a forbidden kid as if he doesn't have TWO: one who is currently a tree and the other who's being raised by wolves. be serious
can't stop thinking about king!gojo who is so strict and intimidating in his court. the whole kingdom is scared of him. when he walks in the room, the chatters immediately silence as if you could hear even a pin drop clearly. when he speaks, everyone holds their breath and only exhale when the king is done with his sentence. his voice is not loud or hoarse either. it's mellow and alluring. but people know behind that sugar laced voice, is someone who shows no mercy who does him wrong. people have seen him behead his enemies within five seconds in the conversation. he spares none. he is ruthless. but you...
you are his weakness. his queen. no one knows what happens behind the castle's door. no one knows how he gets on his knees, kissing up your ankle to your thigh as he slowly lifts your night gown. no one knows how he is pleading you to let him have a taste of you. kissing it and licking it. nobody knows how their ruthless king has your thighs choking him as he eats you. the same voice that sends shivers down everyone's spine is now begging you to make a mess on his face. if someone were to glance at your window, they'd see his pale face glistening in your juices in the candlelights, blood rushed to his nose and cheeks like he has taken an aphrodisiac. your hands tugging his white strands. you take your hand back before you pull too hard and hurt him but he yanks your wrist forward, placing them back on his head. he looks up at you, parting his face from your core.
"pull till you see tears in my eyes. it is an order."
fuck. king's order. what choice do you have despite following it.
"suguuu.. it's too big.." you stifle a sob, hands grabbing at your boyfriend's arms— his hair pulled neatly into a half-bun as he grabs onto the headboard. he knows it's gonna fit— it has to.
his body shakes, "cunt's too fuckin' tight, baby." you feel so warm,, so tight— so innocent, he can't help but want to corrupt you. he pushes deeper, your glossy lower lip sucked between your teeth— "sugu, sugu,, " you whine, and he feels your pussy begin to convulse around his swollen cock, "yeah, baby?" he leans down to press a kiss to your sweaty forehead.
"think 'm g'nna cum, suguuu." you huff, causing suguru to smile— "aww, poor thing. i haven't even moved."
"please, sugu. d,deeper,, wanna cum— s'bad!"
"okay, okay, baby. 'sugu's g'nna make you cum, yeah? yeah."
“You don’t know you’re ace/aro, you might feel attraction later” and??? That’s true for most other orientations too. Any straight person might be attracted to someone of the same gender later on. If they don’t say “I’m straight at the moment, but I might be bi someday you never know teehee,” then I think they can deal with me saying I’m aroace.
One thing i find really interesting is that at one point it was said that Zoan type divil fruits influence their users, wich would put more reason behind why luffy seems to liberate entire countrys for something as simple as a single bowl of rice. His devil fruit literally makes him a god, and a common offering for gods is food, so when people give him food and tell him about their problems he automatically wants to help them since they technically made an offering